118: Chapter 118 The Demonic Dragon: Huh?

[Difficulty Level: SSS-Rank!]

[Do you accept?]

Abyss Lord!

Seeing those four words, Lu Yuan's eyes instantly lit up with an incredible intensity.

It's here!

It's finally freaking here!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Lu Yuan slapped his thigh hard and jumped up in excitement.

In the channel, it wasn't just Lu Yuan.

The entire Red Wolf Guild's 200,000-plus members, far from showing any fear, were all rubbing their palms together and howling in excitement.

What's an Abyss Lord anyway!

They had personally witnessed that Abyss Lord named Leviathan getting blasted by their boss's three shots until he questioned his existence and even handed over divine gear!

In their eyes, how was this an SSS-rank life-and-death challenge?

This was clearly a legendary-tier walking vault lining up to deliver goods!

"Brothers!"

Lu Yuan grabbed the walkie-talkie and roared with heroic spirit, "The premium courier is here to deliver! Charge!"

"Kill the bastard!"

The next second.

Two hundred and five thousand members of the Red Wolf Guild, without even a second of hesitation, clicked [Accept] in unison!

...

The scene shifted.

This was a special highway track shrouded in endless lava and a dark red sky.

Purgatory Dragonspine Track!

The entire track spanned five thousand kilometers with no forks, just a single straight highway of death leading to the finish line.

This was a brutal game of escape.

The Abyss Demon Dragon would start from the beginning and relentlessly hunt down all participating vehicles from behind.

According to the Lord Game rules set by the system, the Demon Dragon would stop to rest for ten minutes for every hundred vehicles it destroyed.

For ordinary players, this was a journey of despair where they sacrificed companions to buy time to breathe.

However.

The Abyss Lord perched at the start of the track right now—Inferno Magic Dragon Bahamut—didn't care about these stupid rules at all.

These ordinary ant-like vehicles didn't even have enough meat to get stuck in its teeth.

It had only one goal!

And that was the human named "Red Wolf"!

That arrogant fellow who had made Leviathan lose all face and even alarmed the entire Abyss!

Bahamut's massive dragon eyes, burning like hellfire, stared intently at the teleportation array ahead.

As soon as that red iron shell appeared, it would pounce without hesitation and vaporize him completely with a single breath of dragon fire!

*Swish!*

A dazzling red light flashed from the teleportation array.

The red wolf heavy tank descended steadily onto the starting line in a violent manner!

He was here!

Bahamut saw that piercing red, and its dragon blood boiled instantly!

It suddenly spread its massive wings that blotted out the sky, raised its proud head, and let out a world-shaking, violent roar!

"Roar—!!!"

This roar was laced with endless pressure!

The terrifying sound waves swept out, shaking the heavens and the earth, even triggering the eruption of several distant volcanoes along the track!

Lava surged into the sky as if doomsday had arrived!

However.

Before this domineering roar could even finish.

A sudden change occurred.

*Swish!*

Right next to the Red Wolf Tank, another red light flashed.

A red heavy motorcycle arrived.

Then...

*Swish, swish!*

*Swish, swish, swish!*

*Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—!!!*

The light from the teleportation array seemed to suddenly lose control, flashing at a frequency so frantic it was almost convulsive!

One red light after another slammed onto the wide track like a rainstorm.

red armored vehicles, red heavy trucks, red off-road vehicles, and even Mechanical White Tigers...

They were everywhere, blotting out the sky!

In that moment, Bahamut even felt that the "system space" used to support this dungeon map experienced a noticeable stutter!

Is this freaking frame dropping?!

For five whole minutes.

The dazzling teleportation light finally ceased.

The once empty and lonely lava track was now completely filled with an endless torrent of red steel.

A crisp system notification echoed slowly over the track.

[Ding! Personnel teleportation complete.]

[Current dungeon participants: 205,000.]

"Huh?!"

Bahamut's majestic, massive dragon eyes suddenly bulged wide.

It stared blankly ahead.

Those 200,000-plus fully armed red war machines with their forest of gun barrels had absolutely no intention of running away.

Not only did they not run, they all turned their vehicles around in unison.

Over 200,000 people were staring intently at this Abyss Lord with a fanaticism more greedy and bloodthirsty than its own!

Their eyes were like a pack of wolves that had starved for half a month suddenly seeing a piece of fatty, juicy pork belly!

Is this a freaking escape game?!

Are these guys in the long queue really here to be hunted by me?!

On the massive head of the dignified Abyss Lord, the peerless Inferno Magic Dragon Bahamut, a large question mark seemed to pop up out of thin air.

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